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[NightShade]

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Nyxanna tapped gently on her door. Mother? It opened to reveal Shade dressed in blood red from head to toe. This almost gave her green hair an unearthly glow and her pale skin lit up the moonlight reflecting the whiteness of it.

Nyxys eyes widened her mother staring down at her small daughter with a grin. I am going out... Nightshades tone suggested questions were best left unsaid as she headed out the door of the ab'arawn keep in Umbra.

She had heard kindred had opened a tavern in Umbra and her curiousity won out. She decided to walk, and Mimus was soon circling overhead watching her with a golden eye a pixie leg dangled from his beak. She grinned wider as his flight path grew closer, he was her guardian today..so he felt.. This brought new questions as to whether perhaps Myrddin himself had instructed the bird to keep close watch over her in his absence, but she shook such thoughts away.

What debauchery could be found at this tavern as she stared up at the structure and walked inside. A few heads turned of those she knew, some she didnt, but then thegreen haired woman wasnt commonly seen about at least, not for a while. She headed instinctively to the lower basement like level of the tavern, and her eyes caught sight of Narcissa's child, Kaedance. She noticed a few Umbrans in the room as well, one she beleived to be Ceinwyns newest child, and she nodded to them briefly. She wasnt sure if they even caught a glimpse of it so she went about her way.

She chatted for a few moments with Kaedi and then her eyes rested on two figures, both she knew well. Orelen surprised her a bit, Willows boyfriend was a handsome man, clean cut detective type. She had drained many like him in her reckless days.. Yet he was proficient at what he did so she doubted highly he would of been as easy a target as they were..

The shadows materialized another face that had as if on cue relinquished his profile to her. Knowing Adrian it had only been due to his own will that she saw him. LaSombra were incredibly hard to see, when they wished to be unseen, and the shadows held their dangerous forms quietly and without hint. She smiled, he was like a brother to her once and she headed to the table with happy heart, she was glad she had left home this eve. Perhaps it would take the edge off her irritation with missing Myrddin and the thought made the mark on her arm glow brightly.

Good evening dolls... Her hands went to her hips...
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